Okay, so I went to see Transformers II with my son and grandson, and my expectations were -- how shall we say? -- way low.
It wasn't that bad.
If you take out the two jive-talking hip-hop bots, which were just insulting and Stepin Fetchit to the point of groaning, it was your basic check-your-mind-at-the-door and enjoy your Icee and popcorn summer blockbuster. Lotsa robots getting blowed up real good, slomo shots of the young hottie jiggling across the desert, and even a fembot with a tongue that surely had interesting possibilities.
It had a few funny lines, a couple of nice set-pieces, and state-of-the-art CGI and sound.
My favorite moment was when the kid's car radio played "Your Cheatin' Heart;" if you go, watch for it, I dare you not to laugh at that -- and the next song it plays ...
I'm guessing the target demographic is eleven-year-old boys, and they nailed that dead-0n. (Speaking here as a man who used to write kidvid in which I got to blow up a lot of robots, I enjoyed that aspect of it. Boom! Boom! Ka-BOOM!)
Bigger than the first one, noisier, sillier. Brainless. Violent. PG T&A. Not a plot twist you can't see coming from ten miles away.
And far and away better than Terminator 4. Really.